"I think Aoba-san's worst concerns are a stubbed toe," Hayate said, slowly, glancing at Aoba. "I'm not injured, it's just my knees. Same old stuff." That was the honest truth -- they hurt with every step, but that was no injury.

Hayate glanced up at Genma's apartment door, a hint of trepidation on his face. "Are you going to be able to disable the traps all right, Genma-san?" he asked cautiously. He knew Genma's apartment was trapped -- it was foolish to assume otherwise.

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